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His spit is worth more than her workPass the purse to the pugilistsHe's a prizefighterAnd he bought rings and he owns kinAnd now he's swingin'And now he's the championHey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?Revolver!Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?Revolver

A spotless domainHides festering hopes she's certain there's morePictures of fields without fencesA spotless domainHis spit is worth more than her workPass the purse to the pugilistsHe's a prizefighterAnd he bought rings and he owns kinAnd now he's swingin'And now he's the championHey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?Revolver!Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?Revolver

A spotless domainHides festering hopes she's certain there's morePictures of fields without fencesA spotless domainHis spit is worth more than her workPass the purse to the pugilistsHe's a prizefighterAnd he bought rings and he owns kinAnd now he's swingin'And now he's the championHey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?Revolver!Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?Revolver

A spotless domainHides festering hopes she's certain there's morePictures of fields without fencesA spotless domainHis spit is worth more than her workPass the purse to the pugilistsHe's a prizefighterAnd he bought rings and he owns kinAnd now he's swingin'And now he's the championHey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?Revolver!Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers?Revolver